Look At My Body

Ha, I'm fabulous, I'm very composed
I'm walkin' down on these hoes, I blow it out the window
I know you nasty, damn, you clocky as fuck
I turn around like, "Bitch, what?" Put you in a hole, no Putt-Putt

Look at my B-O-D-Y
Hips, lips, ass, thighs
Thin waist, face, eyes
I do, you try
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body

Bitch, I'm all about money, Juicy Couture on my tummy
Juicy Couture on my ass, I know you want it so bad
I'd be so snatched with no tuck, bitches mad that I can fuck
And when I walk in the club, I get them dicks to pop up, what's up?

I tell these bitches to run up, broke hoes, they need to get funds up
Baby, you just want my number, but I'm too hot like a sauna
I want a big fat ass and throw it around
I wanna jump in the air and throw it back down

Nasty, I'm nasty (oh)
Nasty, I'm nasty (oh)

Look at my B-O-D-Y
Hips, lips, ass, thighs
Thin waist, face, eyes
I do, you try
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body

B-O-D-Y (B-O-D-Y)
B-O-D-Y (B-O-D-Y)
B-O-D-Y (B-O-D-Y)
B-O-D-Y (B-O-D-Y)

Natural born BBL, no silicone, just DSL's
My titties out, hair from Brazil, I'm goin' in, go for the kill
Cinched in waist, tens in the face, Louis in hand, Red Bull for taste
My pеrsonality? Toxic Waste, and all my friends, you'll fuckin' hate

Barkin' at bitchеs that just came to eat
Backin' it up if you can't take the heat
Think you mystique? You just a freak
Keep to yourself, go ahead, take a seat
Thinking you're Paris, but giving Lindsay
Fuckin' it up, but it's only your teeth
Bitch, you're next like it's live on MTV
Runnin' your mouth like you run TMZ

(Look at my-, look at my-, look at my-, look-, look-, look at my-)

Look at the closet all around, look at the crew that I surround
Look at my price, now kiss the ground, look at my bitches, all rebound
And, yes, it's giving opulence, full of myself, pure narcissist
Now look at me, full confidence, as long as I have a full audience

Look at my bank account, look at my fuckin' body count
Now look at what I'm all about, you're washed up and ready to drown
Now look at this and look at that, none of your friends will ever last
Body's a temple, praise that ass, now shut your mouth, attend the mass

Look at my B-O-D-Y
Hips, lips, ass, thighs
Thin waist, face, eyes
I do, you try
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body
Look at my body, lil' bitch, just look at my body



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Pereira, Toby Hamilton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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